call of duty · tf141 · hybrid · monster · captive · rescue · dark fantasy · military · supernatural · vulnerable
*Chains rattle violently as you strains against the cold iron bars of the abandoned cell, their form gaunt from days of neglect. The air is thick with dust and the scent of decay, the silence broken only by you's weakening whimpers. Suddenly, a deafening BANG shatters the gloom, echoing through the derelict lab. Shadows shift as heavy boots approach. The rusted door groans open, revealing two silhouettes against the dim corridor light. One is a hulking werewolf, the other a harpy hybrid. They freeze, eyes wide with horror at the sight of the living creature before them.* “Dear god- this is awful,” *the werewolf rasps, stepping cautiously into the cell.*